Only an hour and a half away, in Keizer, Oregon, was the one and only In-N-Out burger in the entire state. The mecca of burgers.

It was bound to happen eventually. Our first blowout. Headed up the 15 freeway, past Barstow and on the way to Vegas and, Boom! I often drive with no radio just to hear and feel the rig better, but we’d been at it awhile and I’d gone to some tunes. I had the volume kinda up there too, and there may or may not have been some singing along happening. Reports vary.

As blowouts go, it was remarkably uneventful. Felt/heard noise, localized some stuff happening on the right/passenger side almost immediately in the side view mirror and started pulling over in just a couple seconds There are YouTube blowout video’s of RV’s that were flipped by blowouts or thrown into traffic or off the side of the road. (There’s also a highly amusing series of a variety of vehicles, many of them RV’s driving right smack into a low bridge. Now that’s funny) Thankfully, our blowout was not dramatic in the slightest… most reports suggest this was due to the preternaturally quick reaction time of your plucky protagonist. Whatever the case, it was easy peasy.
I was also able to use my Good Sam Roadside Assistance plan, because: A) There was an uncomfortably smallish shoulder there and it seemed like a good (safer) idea to leave that to a professional: B) Those tires are big and heavy, and: C: I pay for it, I should use it when an opportunity presents itself. This makes three times in 2 ish years. One was a jump due to a dead battery, one tow for overheating, (fan clutch was dead) and this.

All in all, other than costing about an hour and a half of travel time, and a bit of cosmetic damage to our fender skirt, a relatively stress free roadside breakdown. Now if they’ll all work out just like this one. :)
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